January 2008
13 posts
pest
I fucking hate gnats and fruit flies.  My office is infested, or maybe it’s just the same pesky little shit that just won’t die.
Jan 30th
pet peeve
Couples who hold hands while they walk, taking up the entire width of the sidewalk.  I’m part of a couple, and I find that annoying!  Two people holding hands usually walk slower, too.  Makes me want to punch people in the back of the head.
Jan 29th
NYC will gobble you up, spit you out... →
Jan 25th
1 tag
word that pleases me
erstwhile  adv. In the past; at a former time; formerly. adj. Former: our erstwhile companions.
Jan 25th
1 tag
sweet nothings
Me: :) I like you a lot, you whore!
Him: I want us to spend lots of time together, u slut!
Me: Me too you dirty ho!
Him: Look cum dumpster, i think about u all day long
Me: Really butt-munch? I'm so happy to hear that
Him: Do you think about me too?
Me: Of course! :)
Him: Yes! :>
Jan 23rd
3 tags
an acknowledgment of happiness
At my shrink’s office the other day, I came to a startling revelation.  I updated her on my life for these past few months, and after writing down the various gems she could glean from me, she asked me, “Is there anything not going well in your life?” I thought about the question for a moment, and said rather chirpily, “Everything’s going pretty well,...
Jan 22nd
1 tag
Other songs I'm digging, courtesy of Pandora...
Josh Rouse, “Rise” Beachwood Sparks, “Ghost Dance 1492” Snow Machine, “Birmingham” Albert Hammond Jr., “Bright Young Thing” Daniel Rachel, “Hearts and Bones”
Jan 17th
Jan 17th
2 tags
day-old birthday cake
Even better than freshly-baked cake.  This is how you know he cares:  he wraps a slice of said cake in aluminum foil, folded into a perfect rectangle, then in a paper towel, for you to take to work. You didn’t even have to ask.  You baked the cake for him two nights ago, because it’s his favorite cake.  You never bake, but you realize this means a lot to him and makes him happy.  And...
Jan 17th
1 tag
“Dear Baby, I hope someday somebody wants to hold you for 20 minutes straight...”
–  Jenna to her unborn child, from Waitress (2007)
Jan 16th
1 tag
http://linebackernini.blogspot.com →
Jan 16th
1 tag
http://www.theupstatelife.blogspot.com →
Jan 16th
1 tag
http://joblessandjaded.wordpress.com →
Jan 16th